Watercolor by Allison Kunath If I could give the whole world the gift of this, this moment when all goes still When the breath goes deeper and deeper towards our truth. a Truth that at the bottom of every well is an endless Spring, draw up from that well expansion is our birthright ~Paige Stewart Continue reading
Seek for me at dawn find me perched on a season I am spruce needles, coarse bark and the copper scent of rain drenched red clay I am the silence in which all of this unfolds Paige Stewart Photo Credit: Anna Jones Continue reading
Because I never told you Because I never told anyone. Because in between that space lies the sorrow of my silence. A thing heavy and sodden with age, grown denser over time weighted by darkness alone as if dark matter where really the weight of silence itself… which is heavy and burdensome and amplified by … Continue reading
The Calm & The Current 